The Empty Office - Coping With Life's Big Changes

Every weekday, my morning routine begins in my home office. It’s where I meditate, write, reflect, and get the engine running.

But this morning, it didn’t feel right. It wasn’t right. It was just a big empty room.

Last night, my son came and loaded up a bunch of furniture for his new rental house. The desk in my office was one of a handful of pieces he took, along with a sleeper sofa we’d saved for him from our old house, a bookshelf, and a few things from his bedroom, which is now also nearly empty.

While a small and insignificant detail in and of its own (I have a new desk being delivered tomorrow), sitting in my meditation chair and looking across my empty office reminds me of all the transitions we are experiencing. Transitions that neither feel normal nor feel like something we could really ever prepare to experience.

Our kids are growing up and moving away.